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Coming Soon – Attack Of The Fifty Food Toddler
Coming soon! – Attack Of The Fifty Foot Toddler – They grow up so fast…
Trials of Toilet Training
Mastering the not-so-exact art of potty training.
Picture Day
Day care sent home a letter that Picture day is next week. Now maybe it’s because we have cameras on our phones these days but I started asking myself, do I really need that? Don’t I have three hundred pictures of Boy Wonder in the same pose already? “Oh look! There’s another one of him…
From Gotham to Green Acres
IncrediDad discovers his Go Green super powers.
On To The Next Adventure
Embracing change could be the greatest super power of all.
Save Money On Your Next Hotel Stay!!!
A road trip from California to New York with a toddler and a cat was unpredictable at best. The last thing that we wanted to worry about was making “good time” getting to a specific hotel every night. Have you ever noticed that Dads have an obsession with “making good time”? Not once have I…
Raising Children Who Could Change The World
“There’s a lot of ugly things in this world, son. I wish I could keep ’em all away from you. That’s never possible.” ― Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird I read to Boy Wonder every night before bedtime. He listens for about a half and hour and then passes out for the night. So…
Product Review – O’Neill Baby Life Jacket
O’Neill Wake Waterski Infant USCG Vest I don’t do product reviews often and **disclaimer** this is an unpaid endorsement. That being said, this life jacket is amazing and I’ll tell you why. Boy Wonder hated the pool when we went on vacation this past February. I’m talking crocodile tears, shaking, and all. He put up…
Table Manners, Toddlers, and A Tale Of Two Cities
An old childhood trauma resurfaced when I read an article in The Sunday Times today. The author, India Knight, talked about Etiquette vs. Manners. I’ve always found etiquette intimidating; a feeling that has recently returned since the birth of my son. Anyone with a toddler who can spin in circles faster the Tasmanian devil would…
Oprah’s Got Nothing On Me
I feel a lot like Oprah this week. And the movers get a thousand dollars! The auto-hauler gets a thousand dollars! Whoops there goes another thousand just for funsies! As I spend my meager fortune far faster than I ever made it, I’m starting to wonder why we have so much crap. When I moved…
Dance Class With IncrediDad and Boy Wonder
Up until a month ago, I thought a pirouette was a kind of cookie. Turns out, it is a dance move. You see, Boy Wonder has been taking Ballet Class once a week and we are both learning so much. For example, you wouldn’t believe how many ballet terms sound food related: Sauté (so-Tay): please…
I’m Alfred, Not Batman
All these years, I thought I was Batman. It turns out I’m Alfred.
The One That Got Away
I’m fond of our bed. Bex would be surprised to hear that because I frequently said otherwise about this pile of mattress and metal when we first started dating. It was a love/hate relationship back then. You see, the bed actually belonged to Bex first. She was so proud of it because it was the first…
Fascination With Facetime
A New Blog Post from www.TheIncrediDad.com
Stressed Out
Stress isn’t fun to talk about. Usually, I sweep mine under the rug and dance around like it’s not there. Why? Because we all have it. The only thing that makes my stress more important than yours is that it’s mine. So, I won’t sit here and bore you with my problems because you’ve got…
Excess Baggage
I start to question what is essential as I’m packing my suitcase. I’ve been traveling my entire life and since then, lots of things have changed. Security is tighter at the airports, Mickey Mouse seems a lot shorter than he used to, and gas is way more expensive now. You know what hasn’t changed though?…
Our First Date
Bex and I had our first date the day before Thanksgiving. Actually it was our first date A.D. (After Delivery). It wouldn’t have happened except that my mom was in town and she offered her services as babysitter. That’s a polite way of saying that she kicked us out so she could spend quality time…